Lover

Chapter 2 - Stay

Hearing voices I released a frustrated sigh as I turned the mixer off in the shower. Wrapping a towel around my body I inwardly cursed my mother. Heath had not even been gone for a single day, yet someone else was in the house. This time I was done, so done with her. I was so over the creeps she would bring home, into my home. It is something we had spoken about previously, but still they ended up here every time. It did not take long for me to install locks on my bedroom door, just to keep them out and away.

Drying myself, water droplets fell from my hair running down my back. Walking to my wardrobe I picked out some panties and pyjamas. The front door slamming closed, the house went quiet. Maybe she had listened to me unlike in the past, took her new boy toy out for the night. That was another thing I never understood about my mother, other then my father, everyone else she dated was at least five to ten years younger than her. Most of the time that put their age between mine and hers. Having had me young there was only 17 years between us.

Pulling the shorts up my legs, I could hear the pop and crackle of something hitting the hot pan. The relief I had felt of being home alone vanished in seconds. Surely though she was not cooking, not unless the man she had inevitably brought back was. Creeping toward the door I pressed my ear to it clutching my shirt in hands. Hearing footsteps approaching, I pulled the shirt over my head with haste as someone stopped directly in front of my door.

Clenching my teeth, I slid my hand on to the handle. The cool metal felt nice under my shower heated skin and now sweaty palms that were growing worse by the second as concern bloomed within me. Pulling the handle down, I jerked the door open with haste hoping my face exuded the hate I felt. Mum, or the man, it did not matter, both were going to ruin my night.

The air flowing into my body due to the swift movement of the door sent a shiver down my spine as I braced myself for whatever the scene in front of me. Eyes crashing in to a bright blue set, Heath stood before me. A hand extended like he was about to knock, his hand dropped back to his side. Resigning my facial features, I am sure a look of stupidity covered my face. Words falling from my lips before I even had a chance to review them, “what are you still doing here?” I could not hide the excitement and disbelief in my tone. A little smirk breaking across his face in reaction, his Adams apple bobbed in his throat catching my eye.

Ignoring my spur of the moment word vomit, “come on, lets have dinner together.” Pausing for a second he added carelessly, “your mother already made plans for the night. So it is just the two of us again.” Looking at his face, I no longer saw that sadness that came from the mention of my mother. He seemed almost happy, like when I first met him.

Following him out to the table, I was so lost in my thoughts and happiness that he had stayed. Thinking everything through I did not even realise when he stopped walking. Continuing right into his broad back, I startled jumping back losing my footing and stumbling.

Swiftly turning Heath’s arm jutting out circling my forearm to steady me. Needing answers to the thoughts running wild though my mind. I shrugged his arm off, hardening my heart and resolve. “What are you still doing here Heath? Are you staying or leaving? Are you with mother or not? Are you…”

Crowding me backwards I hit the table as I tried to keep a straight face wanting to maintain my determination for the truth. I needed to hear it, I needed to hear it from him. The annoyance from me shrugging his arm off appeared to irk him more then I had anticipated. With no words Heath’s whole demeaner changed as he moved closer still. Feeling his hand slide to my side tracing down to my lower back. A gasp caught in my throat. He had never been this forward, this… pulled tightly into his body I lost every thought in my mind. His semi hard erection ground lightly into my stomach.

My head dropping to watch the connection between our bodies in disbelief. Shock ran through me, was this happening? Was this actually happening? His giant hand reaching the bottom of my chin, he pulled it upward instantly moving his lips against my own. A jolt, like a bolt of electricity ran through my body as I could feel moisture pool between my thighs. His lips softly pressing against my own, sucking my lip into his mouth for a nibble. Pulling slightly back, “open.” The commanding tone vibrated through my lip as he spoke into my skin, completely destroying every barrier I had placed around my heart.

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